Castiel:
The moment they pulled up to the school Cas’ stomach sunk. It was packed. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen this many people in one place. The courtyard was swimming in towering seniors and bubbling freshman. He spotted Sam, who was chatting it up with a blonde girl, and a guy so skinny that when he turned sideways, you could hardly see him. Castiel wasn’t sure where Dean was, but he wished he did, it might have been nice to start out with an ally. It would be a welcome change of pace.
Cas liked Dean, a lot. Overall, he was just a cool guy. He wondered if Dean liked him. Realistically, Castiel thought to himself, the answer was no. Cas wasn’t really a cool guy. He was a nerd, and not the hot chick in a pair of ill-fitted (undoubtedly non-prescription) glasses type, the real type. He voluntarily wore a tie ever day, for Christ’s sake, and he couldn’t even manage to tie it right.
The last school he had attended was a tiny hyper-catholic type school. He hadn’t actually been anticipating such an atmospheric change so quickly. To be perfectly honest, it seemed like a good thing to him. In a place this big, he could hardly be the center of attention, no matter how negative said attention might be.
Just as he thought this he was knocked to the ground. He winced in pain, but stumbled to his feet regardless. That one would leave a mark, that was for sure. He got a look at the person who he had stumbled over. She was small with raven hair, clad in leather and a scowl.
“What the hell was that?” She snapped.
“Rude for one thing,” Castiel muttered. A redheaded girl standing a few yards away put a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing.
The girl stepped closer to Cas, staring coldly into his eyes. “Step off, short bus.”
Cas looked quickly down to his feet, “I don’t appear to be standing on anything.” He said bluntly.
She went one step closer to Castiel, shooting him a glare that could have melted Ice, “Smart ass,” She spat. Another girl came then, equally mean looking.
Just then, someone familiar stepped between them. It was Dean. “Easy Ruby, Meg” he coaxed, motioning to the second girl “Wouldn’t want to start anything, would we.”
She glared back at him with the same cold stare she had earlier directed at Cas, but instead of saying anything, she just sashayed off, the click of Meg’s high heeled boots fading into the white noise of the crowd.
The girl was named Ruby, Dean told him. “Her bite is a hell of a lot worse than her bark,” Dean explained, “You shouldn’t get involved with her, or her sister, Meg, they’re trouble, and not the good kind.” He shot a protective look across the courtyard to his younger brother. He was still with the blonde girl, who Cas noticed was very pretty. Soon after, the kids began filing inside, and Cas looked at his schedule.
His first class was a Math course. Cas was actually pretty good at math, but this was just a standard Junior course, not honors like he usually took. He saw immediately that both of the Winchester boys were in the class. He was surprised; this class was at least two levels ahead of Sam, and one below Dean.
One of the seats next to Dean was filled by a blonde girl, who kept trying to catch his eye. Cas noted that there were many girls who wanted a piece of Dean. This blonde girl was no exception. She twirled her hair coyly around her finger. For a moment, she and Cas made eye contact. The girl took this moment to probe him very thoroughly with her gaze. She then winked at him with one poorly lined eye, causing Cas to immediately blush cherry red. Without even looking up, Dean snickered. There it was again, that laugh. Cas blushed one shade deeper, which only made Dean laugh a bit harder, until he bent over slightly in his seat.

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The Fall
FanfictionCastiel is new in town, staying with his older brother Gabriel after an unfortunate family dispute. Then he meets Dean, the kid who lives in the shoddy motel next-door,with the perfect car, imperfect family, and a laugh he can't get out of his head...